User blog comment:Llamao/Embrace of the Viper/@comment-3474228-20110811162455

Flitrunn frowns, and suddenly and arrow falls right in his path. He skids to a halt and calls everyone else to stop. "Weasels! Use your darts! Nisa, Rune, d'you 'ave slings? Use 'em!" Flitrunn himself takes out a sling and begins whirling it. "Any lances or spears, use your throwing range!"